#mooboy

[debu-neko-kun]

Sammy’s Formula

Short second-person weight gain and moo-cow TF; I kept it pretty gender neutral, since everyone can be fat and moo-y. Anywho, is this my first story in several years starring my boy Sammy? Yes. Is he going to make you a giant obese milky cow? Also yes. Enjoy! “Alright darlin’, drink up when you’re ready!” 

The wide, green-haired moo-boy stood in front of you, his sizable hips taking up most of your view of the back of the spacious barn-turned-laboratory. An excited grin is plastered on his chubby face; his fat-heavy arms jiggle as he hands you a cup. It’s a regular clear plastic cup labeled “Serum B”, the pink liquid contained within smelling strongly of sweet cream and strawberries. 

“I’ll be filmin’ this for scientific record, just like we talked about; that still okay, sugar?” 

You nod. You’d come this far, traveling all the way out here to Sammy’s Sunshine Dairy, answering an ad calling for volunteers to help with a product trial. You skimmed it, noticing that It promised 500 dollars, and with Sammy being a reputable local business owner that specializes in weight-boosting milkshakes and products for moo-boys, you figured it was easy money. Taste testing for 500 bucks? Yes please. Besides, Sammy’s calm and friendly demeanor instantly put you at ease, which made it all the easier to say yes.

With one last little breath, you bring the cup to your mouth. As soon as it hits your tongue, your senses are awash with sweet, fresh strawberry flavor; it’s like the best strawberry ice cream you’ve ever had, but somehow better. You can’t help yourself and take another big gulp, then another and another.. Before you know it, you’re standing in the middle of the room holding an empty cup. Sammy beams at you from behind the camera. 

“I reckon that means you liked it.” he chuckles, shifting his stance to get a better angle with the camera, black skirt riding up to expose a considerable amount of his girthy cheeks. If he noticed, he didn’t say. “Lemme know if ya feel anything yet.”

As soon as he finishes speaking, your gut rumbles loud enough to echo across the walls. You put your hand to your stomach, a little embarrassed; maybe dairy wasn’t quite agreeing with you today. As you hold your hand there, you begin to notice something; your shirt is shifting beneath your grip, sliding and bunching, tightening around your middle… and that’s when you feel the mass of your belly growing out, pushing your hand away as it thickens and softens into a proper belly right before your very eyes.

“Woah, that’s fast! Didn’t expect it to go so quick, sugar. Should stop right about… now.” Sammy spoke. 

You watch in stunned silence as the soft swell of flesh begins to peek out beneath your shirt, the fabric unable to cover it any longer; a small sliver quickly turns into a wide patch of exposed flesh. You can feel a strange soothing warmth as the rest of your body begins to rapidly soften like rising bread, pants pulling tight around your growing cheeks, underwear receding, shirt sleeves gripping the dipping lard-wings you’re developing. 

“U-Uh, any second…” Sammy shuffles nervously, watching you grow fatter and fatter. 

What was that stuff? What’s happening? These questions escape your lips as your chest fills out like water balloons stuck on a milk spigot, blowing up and up, nipples perfectly visible through the tightening fabric, growing faster than the rest of you to catch up; the sudden onslaught is too much for the shirt, and it begins to tear from the collar straight down the middle. 

“W-Wait, didn’t ya read the advertisement?” Sammy speaks, a look of confusion now mixing with mild panic. “It said you’d be testin’ my new line of moo formula; y’know, like the formula that turns ya all chubby and cow-like? This was supposed to be the beginner dose, but it looks like ah might have… well, overshot it…” 

Your pants are the next to go, a catastrophic failure beginning with the sudden rupture of the seat of your pants and culminating in so many ripped and snapped seams you were rapidly left standing in just your underwear. The camera captures your enormity in frame, from your bare rolly thighs that squish together in silken flows to the gut dipping down and encroaching on their territory, to your bra-obliterating breasts that encroach on your belly in turn. As if turning into a parade blimp weren’t enough, you feel a warm, numb tingle on your head like running water; reaching up, you can feel two cow horns poking out of your skull, nubby and short, but otherwise sitting amongst your hair like they’d always been there. You turn your head, fat cheek pressing into shoulder in an effort to look at your couch-filling ass, and feel two fuzzy new cow ears flopping against your cheek. 

You reach out to your belly with lardbag arms as thick as bed pillows and place your dimpled hands on the gut that grows, and grows, and grows some more… you feel your back fat touch the shelf of an ass that has by now outgrown even your underwear and you shiver; everything on you is softening, drooping, widening, filling, touching, jiggling. The sensations are almost overwhelming, but… 

It’s not bad? 

Not something you’d thought you’d think, given the circumstances, but it was true. You felt like you had just crawled beneath a comforter straight out of the dryer, or slipped into a hot tub: only the hot tub is *you*, your girthy circumference and sheer volume certainly enough to fill one at least. 

“Oh, it looks like it’s slowin’ down… a-at least, ah hope so…” he mumbled in his thick southern accent, looking more than a little embarrassed himself over his formula error. 

You confirm his suspicion: the growth is finally slowing, the last pounds creeping in at close to solidify you as a nearly spherical ball of lard. But just as it stopped, a tingle began at the peaks of your breasts; you pat at them, hammy arms squishing them together as you work to try to soothe the tingle. 

The tingling builds and builds until finally, like a dam breaking, streams of milk begin pouring down your breasts, tickling your belly before dripping to the floor.

“W-Well… if’n you want, ah can just… pay ya now and send ya home with some of my pajamas…” Sammy spoke sheepishly. “But bein’ that large, might be a little bit of an adjustment… ah can always set you up a room in the farmhouse, let ya work here for a while if you’re interested. Long as you want, ‘till you’re adjusted to bein’ a cow– seein’ as it’s permanent an’ all– or just for as long as you wanna work ‘round here as a dairy cow. What’ya say? You want to hang around?” 

You grip your belly and let out a long, happy moo. 

“Good enough answer as any, I reckon.” 

[theplotdoctor]

Sweet.

OK... done that. What next?

ATTENTION NEW TUMBLR USERS: This website is different from twitter and there are actually four (4) things that every blog needs. Go to the woods and fetch the cow as white as milk, the cape as red as blood, the hair as yellow as corn, the slipper as pure as gold

[kannibalkaiii]

THEY TURNED ME INTO A MINOTAUR! 🐮💛

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As you know I love moobois so obviously I gave my fave the treatment~

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Based on this ofc

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VERY spicy with silly censors below cut

He/him as always😌💙

Non op transmen reign supreme here

Full on my twitt 🐮🥛🥛

[pistachi0art]

Oh My Gosh, I Goofed, I'm Back On My Main And Your Image Of Catboy Gordon + Dogboy Gordon + Mooboy Gordon Didn't Show On My Phone When I Went Onto Your Profile. YOU POSTED THE MEME AFTER THE ART, I'm So Sorry. *Dies.*

Btw, I Love Catboy Gordon's Fit.

WELL YOU WERE ON THE RIGHT TRACK SO :)

Maybe it would’ve been better to post the meme first for build up but eh- too late for that now.

(Also. I was gonna draw a maid fit but had I done so I would’ve promptly blown up afterwards so I’m glad ppl are digging the fancy vest :))

[cupidlakes]

i think this stream has officially broken me bc i’m endeared to cow!quackity

[fuckgrips]

the mooboy has been milked, bred, and fed many treats for his efforts 🖤 happy halloween 🧡

does working from home in sexy cow lingerie and eating cinnamon bread count as celebrating halloween

[careforsomeart]

Portrait on my mooboy for his character sheet.

[nonbaznary]

It’s WIP Wednesday again my dudes!

It was kinda hard to pick what written WIP to share, because I’ve been lowkey trying to work a little bit on all my drafts (yeah, brillian, right? it’s great to focus on ~40 fic ideas at the same time!)

I ended up just revising the prologue of my Normal!Snowbaz exes au, so here’s a sneak peek! It’s an angsty Simon POV. I like it. (They/them Baz, duh)

They’re not touching me. They’re pushing you away, too. They’re clinging to the blanket, squeezing it with both hands, not brave enough to touch me. They don’t want you. Not this you. Not you. Never you. I have one hand under their shirt, the other buried in their hair. They’re blushing – as much as they can blush – and their eyes are closed. They think you’re broken. They don’t want this.

Now for doodles, I’ve been working on some OCs! Here are 1) a new nonbinary mlm mooboy and 2) this ... catboy? foxboy? OC a friend gave me. I love them.

Working on digitalizing them!

[spruce-button]

Otis from barnyard deserves a little kiss

[kyuziipon]

Someone mentioned moogirl mayoi um. Yeah I love moogirls and mooboys they’re so cute

ID: [a red digital sketch of mayoi ayase and Hajime shino from ensemble stars. They are both dressed in matching maid outfits with cow print on the apron. They both have cow ears, tails, and small horns, and wear bells around their necks. Hajime looks cheerful and mayoi looks worried. Mayoi is drawn fatter than in canon.] /end ID

[chubbyheroesworthyheroes]

so anyway askr being a literal cow boy god only furthers my cow boy agenda & gives me the easy out of saying askr did it if i so desire fat mooboys in my gd fire emblem crossover gambling game fanfiction

[debu-neko-kun]

An older comm from @wiishyishii of my momfriend mooboy Sammy, getting more than he bargained for from his Halloween costume! Though, he could definitely get used to this, and is certainly gonna keep that wand around for any volunteers that might want to get just as big... if not bigger~

[vampacidic]

Thanks to you the only thoughts in my brain are about mooboys. Absolutely obsessed with them

GOOD that is all that needs to be in there. all that is necessary is a little guy with little ears and horns and hooves and a little tail that is very shy. anyway my personal weakness with cow characters is like. when they get excited if they flap their ears or flick their tail LOL i think it's cute.... it's like tail wagging or purring yknow

[kannibalkaiii]

Kaeya is your waiter at the Mooboi Cafe~

Well, are you going to order something?

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He/him

Transmen of all body types reign supreme here

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Full body under cut

(Full view for better quality)

[kitteninspector]

Cat Boiz #kittentown #IgnacioGhostdad #MookieSupreme #Barnabas #mookitties #cowcat #mooboys #clowder #clouder #catsofinstagram #kätzchen #gato #gatitos #nekostagram #neko https://www.instagram.com/p/B1wA3rehK9L/?igshid=1wtl6af4t16gg

[friskibitz]

oh you already did hollow knight lol. how about mgs instead then

in the beginning, there was The Boss.

The Boss decided that there should be no more war. as she died, her last wish was that there would be no more war.

and then no less than five people took this to mean "we should turn the entire world into the military"

years later, enter solid snake, the clone son of the guy who fucked this up the most. together with his boyfriend, Otaku Convention, raiden, who isn't cool yet, and a few girls i think idk honestly i haven't seen much focus on them, snake sets out to destroy a few mechs, stop some nuclear wars, and become the only person to actually carry out The Boss's wishes

along the way, he will encounter:

mooboys

a guy who controls bees

a guy with vampiric abilities named vamp (because he's bisexual)

the dude who you have to beat by switching your controller port or else he's gonna eat you symphony of the night save data

snake's british twin, LIQUID snake

and revolver ocelot. who gets posssed by liquid

at the end it turns out revolver ocelot wasnt actually possessed by the ghost of liquid and it was actually nanomachines. anyway the war economy falls apart hopefully, snake retires with otacon, they raise a daughter together, and everything is ok.

... at least until Libertarian Supreme attacks

but that's a different story